Ayo, I wanted to say while I'm a fan of fall of the house of usher, I was right there with some of your crit lmaooo. To me its my favorite show but I think honestly it should have front-loaded that Annabel was dead, Rufus in the wall, the deal etc. Then I feel like there would have been much more tension and horror because we would know for certain Verna's motives etc. Huge mistake holding all that imo. I feel like ep 8 almost had to carry too much with all the unraveling it had to do.
I don’t know where I stand exactly with the “mysteries” all being held until the last moment. Not sure I can speak on it because they weren’t really mysteries at all to me, both because of being familiar with Poe’s work and the fact that the show really wasn’t being subtle enough to hide anything. Except for the deal with Verna. Because that felt less like a “mystery” and more like a crucial plot point that we just weren’t allowed to know about that made the rest of the show more confusing than anything.
The show really didn’t have much tension in it at all. The narrative jumping around nonlinearly like it did really didn’t add anything, and kind of made most of the episodes turn from the horror of ‘oh god, what’s going to happen to these guys’ into ‘hey, if one guy on the moon hit another guy with a rock, would that be fucked up or what?’
And then there’s the issue of the one mystery I thought they set up very well: the informant. There was tension there! We didn’t know who it was because Roderick didn’t know and couldn’t flat out tell us like he could about how all his children were dead! And honestly, I feel like if Verna had had an even smaller presence during the first few deaths (and not been monologuing at them for whole minutes before they died, because that was both irritating (why does she talk in statistics? who talks like that? it’s why it’s so hard to get any grasp on what she’s supposed to be for me because one minute she’s going ‘hey, i’ll spare you, just walk away’ and the next she’ll say something like ‘wow did you know (fucked up thing), i love/hate that humans do (fucked up thing), die now.’)) then it would have helped the informant mystery even more. Turns it into an game of trying to figure out if the deaths were caused by someone in the family or if they really were supernatural in nature. Obviously, it’s a mike flanagan show, we know the answer is inevitably going to be the latter, but it would have been fun to at least play with that idea. They teased both that and the idea of another unknown kid killing the others, but neither of those theories actually mattered to us as the audience because we already knew that the kids were being murdered by a magical devil lady.
And anyway, as you know, all my theorizing falls completely flat because There Was Never An Informant. Most of the show I’ve made my peace with being the way it is, but that? That was just insulting. Who sets up one good mystery in episode one and then refuses to give it a resolution? Honestly, I thought they were setting Lenore up to be the informant from her conversation in episode one about it and her general Good Person-ness, which logistically wouldn’t have made much sense because of her being a child but would have at least been more satisfying than ‘lmao what informant there is no informant.’
sorry, i think i got a little off-track. i think the show’s main issues all stem from how wedded it is to this framing of roderick’s “confession” and how it forces itself into a non-linear structure. neither of those things really benefitted the story being told. the only thing that probably helped with was that i knew if i wanted to get to the best parts of the show (aka any part that was laser-focused on roderick and madeline together), i had to watch through the… less interesting bits.
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i see you rb a lot of ppls ducksonas/ocs and i was wondering if you have one? if so id love to see it !! /nf
seeing this ask made me realise that yes actually, i do have dt ocs. however i forgot about all of them completely agksksjsk
so i looked through my old art to find some art of my forgotten ocs. you’re welcome (or my apologies. it depends)
so first off we have trinity, my OLD DUCKSONA!!! and her magical mentors or something idk. (their names are tilly and tempest. guess who’s who) from what i remember i think these two are like. her two sides but also her older sister figures. at the same time. somehow. idfk know man. also the mentors aren’t real i think they’re like spirits??? they’re the source of magic for this super cool magical double scythe that trinity has (that i didn’t draw)
^ something like this bad boy
idk the lore is confusing i think i’ll have to change it LMAO
yeah so my head already hurts so onto the next ones
next up we have FANKIDSSS bc i’m the most original oc maker on the planet. their names are Jet, Turbo and Rebel (i like the idea of them getting the names Della wanted for her kids) they’re Dewey’s kids (as you can see i transgendered Jet bc i can) there’s also a weblena child lol her name is Seren/Reni i think. she’s a guitarist if i remember correctly. Lena calls her rockstar <3
^ also we have these guys who are llewerius biological kids?? don’t ask me how idk. their names are Emerald (left) and Jade (right) they also have an adopted bear brother named Isaac who i didn’t draw because the thought of drawing bears scared me at the time. i like them tbh i might repurpose them. they’re cute. i’m probably gonna redesign them too cause 💀. yeah
and lastly we have these fuckers: some white girl named Lissy and genderfluid icon Morgan. Lissy is a cheerleader who has a guy best friend i forgot the name of. Morgan is one of those quiet art kids who makes their own clothes. i don’t remember why i made them lol
editing this bc HOW DID I FORGET RAMIZ. LETTER FOR LOUIE GUY
blorbo from my fic (you can read it here if y’all want) nicknamed soup simp bc when i asked my friends who were beta reading my fic for a placeholder name for him they said soup. so. soup guy
yea so i might redesign + repurpose most of these guys so y’all may be seeing them again lol. thank u anon for reminding me about their existence
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i think the jedi critique that pisses me off the most is the notion that the jedi were evil and uncaring for not upending slavery…
using qui-gon’s situation with anakin and his mom (and the entirety of the slave ring run by the hutts) shouldn’t be a criticism of the jedi, it’s about the republic. even at this time before the heart of the clone wars, the jedi are under the complete mercy of the republic. every action taken by a jedi must be a reflection of the will of the republic, which is not of fault of their own but of the corruption already buried from the presence and sway of the sith.
attempting to enact an upheaval of slavery in the outer rim from under the hutts would be against the political agenda of the senate and the chancellor and therefore is something the jedi have no power to do. even before palpatine is elected, the jedi are at the mercy of the republic.
the critique should not be on how the jedi’s actions are forced into a mold by the corruption of the senate, the fault lies in the way the jedi are extorted and used by the galaxys highest political power, which then continues on until the jedi’s devised genocide by that very same corrupt power.
yeah, the jedi not being able to enforce peace and freedom is fucked up, it betrays who they are to their core, and it’s all purposeful and enacted through the grip they’re caught in under the republic.
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people who have no ambition scare me. and I don’t mean “you don’t want to be a millionaire and own three companies and be a real estate mogul oh my god get away from me how dare you”
I mean you don’t want to do anything to make your future self happy and comfortable? you don’t want to study? fine studying isn’t for everyone. you don’t want to work in corporate or retail or in a “job space”? fine that isn’t for everyone.
but you don’t even want to find something to do? no come on. not volunteer? fund yourself to travel? literally just own an apartment or a house some day? take up an activity just to see if you like it? cook and or bake because how good are you at it really? start painting and see what mess you can make?
you love animals but you hate to study? maybe try volunteering at an animal shelter and seeing what connections you can make. I don’t know bro why don’t you want to make yourself fall in love with doing stuff?
like capitalism is awful and the need to have money to do anything is completely overwhelming but the fact that you don’t WANT to do anything? that’s terrifying.
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Something that literally changed my life was working with a friend on a coding thing. He was helping me create an auto rig script and was trying to explain something to me but his words were just turning into static in my brain. I was tired and confused and there was so many new concepts happening.
I could feel myself working toward a crying meltdown and was getting preemptively ashamed of what was about to happen when he said, “Hey, are you someone who benefits from breaks?”
It broke me.
Did I benefit from breaks? I didn’t know. I’d never taken them.
When a problem frustrated or upset me I just gritted my teeth and plowed through the emotional distress because eventually if you batter and flail at something long enough you figure it out. So what if you get bruised on the way.
I viscerally remembered in that moment being forced to sit at the table late into the night with my dad screaming at me, trying to understand math. I remembered taking that with me into adulthood and having breakdowns every week trying to understand coding. I could have taken a break? Would it help? I didn’t know! I’d never taken one!
“Yes,” I told him. We paused our call. I ate lunch. I focused on other stuff for half an hour. I came back in a significantly better state of mind, and the thing he’d been trying to explain had been gently cooking in the back of my head and seemed easier to understand.
Now when I find myself gritting my teeth at problems I can hear his gentle voice asking if I benefit from breaks. Yes, dear god, yes why did I never get taught breaks? Why was the only way I knew to keep suffering until something worked?
I was relating to this same friend recently my roadtrip to the redwoods with my wife. “We stopped every hour or so to get out and stretch our legs and switch drivers. It was really nice. When I was a kid we’d just drive twelve hours straight and not stop for anything, just gas. We’d eat in the car and power through.”
He gave a wry smile, immediately connecting the mindset of my parents on a road trip to what they’d instilled in me about brute forcing through discomfort. “Do you benefit from breaks?” he echoed, drawing my attention to it, making me smile with the same sad acknowledgement.
Take breaks. You’re allowed. You don’t have to slam into problems over and over and over, let yourself rest. It will get easier. Take. Breaks.
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